eight steps up, eight steps down.
when we first moved here, i counted the steps on my stairs. eight up, eight down. why? i don't know...
last night when i was journeying downstairs in the dark, i found myself counting to 8 while going down the stairs. it's dark... and who knows, it's easy to trip and fall if you're sure of not of what's coming.
one, two three....
maybe i'm used to the predictability of stairs.